remember

　　I met you when I was

　　seven. At seven, I was innocent and ignorant.

　　At seven, I resembled you.

　　At seven, I was quiet and reserved.

　　Year after year followed.

　　We spent three autumns together.

　　Twelve quarters, thirty-six months.

　　A total of 1095 days.

　　A change separated us for three years

　　. There was no lingering attachment at parting .

　　Three years later, we reunited.

　　I had changed, no longer innocent and ignorant.

　　You remained unchanged, still silent.

　　I don't know when,

　　I started to love seeing you smile.

　　Even just a slight upturn of your lips

　　can make me happy for half a day.

　　I once saw this passage:

　　A universe with nine planets.

　　Two hundred and four countries

　　. Eight hundred and sixty-six islands.

　　One hundred years is a century.

　　Three hundred and sixty-five days are a year.

　　Sixty seconds are a minute.

　　Meeting you was truly lucky

　　. Yes.

　　Meeting you.

　　It was so good.